"No," Jehan says, "there is not. But I will accept a first time for this."

If only because he may be in trouble with someone otherwise. He's quite sure he's allowed to send someone elsewhere, but she's the worst seems like a poor reason to provide to whomever he foists her onto—in the event she is serious, which he still doesn't believe.

He gestures to the side gallery—there are no confessionals in Thedas, but the upside of that is that she gets to see his face as well as he can see hers—and takes his cane from where he'd leaned it against a pew to head that way.

"You may need to use small words for me," he says, which is not true at all. He knows the words.